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Name: Amanda Country: United States State: Virginia Birthday: 5/20/1987 Gender: Female
Interests: Being the best Jesus freak I can be, art, running, soccer, hanging out with my ammmmazing friends, trying to survive my Junior year, dancing, Young Life, water skiing, living in my bikini hehe... waiting for summer to get here, and having fun whenever I can!
*hehe look at that geeky pic up there ^ hehehe yeaaah very photogenic, huh? :P Occupation: Student
Message: message meEmail: email me Website: visit my website AIM: OceanAngel587
Member Since:
11/13/2003
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| haha wow I forgot about this journal. it's old!!!!! memory lane haha. man it's crazy how things change. life moves on. you grow up. you move on. wow. | | |
| Ok well I finally thought of a name for my journal site... It works for now. Check it out if you are bored. http://www.xanga.com/TheSummerSendsItsLove | | |
| It deepens, this confusion magnetic attraction is polar our ends meet and draw us together yet we are being pushed away thoughts swirl in this haze created by the ambiguous laughter that resonates in our heads rembrant light thrown on us, hide the impurities from view yet still crouching you and I are like iron half is ment to be while the other will never touch Nature is cruel in her works but never as cruel as the images portrayed in the night in my bed apart from you I can pretend to be whole yet I also am lacking my comfort entwined we wait, embracing our time until the morning reveals us in the light of day as what we really are opposites all the same -aj | | |
| deep words from an amazing person:
When a word hits you...when it enters your ears and seems to know the path straight to your heart...when it fills your nerves with cohesion...when you forget about incoherence and discomfort as your mind races to fix deeper meanings to the diction...that is my aim...I may write about love, life, suicide...or imagination...but I fasten those lines so delicately for the sole purpose of impact...I dont aim to impress and flatter with subject matter...I aim to crawl deeper into you...I aim to get under your skin...I want to be those silent moments as your mind fights to meet the origin of these lines...I want to be how you hold them close and repeat them to yourself in the echo of your astonishment...most of all...I want to relate to you...I want you to relate to me...know that I have been where you are...from the darkest depression and the past...to the most perfect love and the present...and even into the brightest hope and future...a word that hits me every time...is release...and it echos as forever...and it resonates as love...and it bleeds as these lines.... | | |
| life is lacking these days. I have no time or energy for anything and I am on another downfall. I swear I can't be happy for more than 2 weeks or so before something or someone else just craps on my head. I'm so confused. I can't stand how I always am so willing to forgive and overlook the bad in people. I always do that and it ends up w/ me getting hurt every time. I need to just stay away from boys. All they are good for is heartache, at least until I find the right one that is.
to my dream guy... whoever you may be:
Theres a piece of you that's here with me Its everywhere I go It's everything I see When I sleep I dream and it gets me by I can make believe that you're here tonight That you're here tonight
If I could find you now Things would get better We would leave this town And run forever I know some where, some how We'll be together Let your waves crash down on me And take me away, yea
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